After rebirth, the high-cold movie king spoils me alone

The beautiful lounge.

Ding Yang sat awkwardly on the sofa, his hands clasped nervously.

Recalling the scene in the parking lot just now, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, so why does the actor Jiang Huai look so close to Brother Ji?

Some time ago, because of the hot search about borrowing shirts, Ding Yang had a lot of gossip about Ji Xianwu in private.

Now it seems...how could these two be the relationship between idols and fans!

There must be adultery between them!

Thinking of this, Ding Yang became even more flustered.

If the agent Qin Li knew about this matter, I would quit doing it as an assistant.

Here Ding Yang is feeling agitated, while Jianghuai has placed Ji Xianwu in a separate small room in the lounge.

The small room is well-equipped and exquisitely decorated, because he is the full-line brand spokesperson of Zhimei, and the high-level executives specially gave him a separate lounge, so he doesn't have to squeeze in with others.

Jiang Huai looked at Ji Xianwu's sleepy eyes on the bed, with obvious blue traces under his eyes, and his eyebrows frowned slightly.

"Crack".

Jiang Huai came out of the small room and walked towards the sofa.

Ding Yang stood up hastily, with a polite smile on his face, "Jiang...Jiangge."

Jiang Huai gave a faint "hmm" and motioned for him to sit down, and Ding Yang sat down timidly again.

"Xiao Ji, haven't you had a good rest recently?" Jiang Huai crossed his legs, tapped his fingers on his knees, and his expression was obviously very calm, but Ding Yang could see a trace of undeniable majesty from it.

Ding Yang reacted for a few seconds before realizing that Xiao Ji was referring to Ji Xianwu. He felt strange about this slightly intimate title, but he didn't dare to show it on his face.

"Hmm... Maybe it's because I've been doing too much activity recently, and my body can't take it anymore."

Jianghuai frowned even more when he heard the words, "The company didn't arrange a rest time?"

No matter how many activities there are, the artist's body is the most important thing.

Ding Yang didn't dare to say that Qin Li overscheduled her schedule, and she would lose her job if rumors spread behind her back. Ding Yang, who has been in the entertainment industry for a long time, knows this well.

So he laughed and said: "Brother Ji has always been in poor health, this time he should be tired. When the event is over, the company will arrange a holiday."

"I clearly remember that this commercial shooting was at the beginning of next month...how come it was brought forward?" Qin Li didn't tell anyone that the commercial shooting was ahead of schedule, and even Ding Yang kept it in the dark.

Jianghuai: "..."

Jiang Huai's eyes were deep, and there was a trace of murderous intent in his eyes. He didn't expect this manager to be so courageous and dare to hide such things.

It seems that the oppression that Ji Xianwu suffered in the regiment in the previous life is also related to her.

"When you go back, you know what to do."

"I know, I know!" Ding Yang nodded hastily, even if he gave him a hundred courage, he would not dare to speak out!

He had heard that the actor in front of him was not only an artist, but rumored that his family was a giant in the business world with industries all over the country. Was it too long to live too long playing tricks with such a big guy?

The winking Ding Yang chooses to be obedient.

"The person has been delivered, then, then I will go first..."

Ding Yang felt that his heart would explode if he stayed any longer. The relationship between the two of them was obviously ambiguous, but we didn't dare to ask, and we didn't dare to say.

But with Jianghuai here, this shooting must be so beautiful that Ji Xianwu won't be embarrassed.

After all, they are all artists he serves, of course Ding Yang is thinking of Ji Xianwu's well.

"Well, go slow and don't send it."

Hearing this sentence, Ding Yang stepped to the door as if his butt was on fire, and ran out quickly.

Jianghuai: "..."

Zhu Mingxu only felt a gust of wind disappear in front of him, and when he looked up again, he saw nothing.

"Did someone run out just now?" Zhu Mingxu closed the door of the lounge, walked to the sofa and sat down consciously.

"What are you doing here?"

Zhu Mingxu let out a dissatisfied "tsk", feeling disgusted by Jiang Huai's indifferent attitude, "I've come to inform you to shoot, there's only less than half an hour left."

"By the way, the kid from MIX hasn't come yet, so it looks like he's going to be late." Zhu Mingxu kept swaying Erlang's legs with his crossed legs, looking foolish.

"He's here with me."

"With you?!" Zhu Mingxu's voice became louder, full of surprise.

Jiang Huai glanced at the man on the other side of the sofa, with a warning in his eyes, "Keep your voice down."

Zhu Mingxu was not intimidated by Jiang Huai at all, instead he got up and walked around the coffee table, leaned on the armrest of the sofa, approached Jiang Huai with great interest, and said, "Why, hiding the little beauty behind my back?"

"Okay, Xiao Huaihuai, let me tell you that a few days ago you inexplicably retweeted the marketing account's Weibo, so you have already taken a fancy to him~"

Reminiscent of Jiang Huai speaking for Ji Xianwu of this MIX before, Zhu Mingxu felt more and more that the two of them were tricky.

He has been friends with Jiang Huai for so many years, but he has never spoken for anyone.

"Don't think about him with your dirty mind."

"Why, the little beauty is so beautiful, why don't you let me think about it?" Zhu Mingxu likes to tease people with his mouth the most, "I saw the screenshots of him on the Internet, tsk tsk, that appearance, that value, more than that." You all look good."

"One more word, you're done."

That short sentence made Zhu Mingxu shudder. It seems that this person named Ji Xianwu is really different in Jiang Huai's heart.

"Okay, okay." Zhu Mingxu stepped down the steps, he knew Jianghuai's temperament, if he dared to say one more word, he would really be over.

"So, what are you going to do now. The filming side is ready, and I'm waiting for you."

"Let them wait." Jiang Huai threw down such a sentence, got up and wanted to go to the small room.

Arguing with the fool in front of him, it's better to watch his little fan sleep.

"Hey, wait a minute." Zhu Mingxu hurriedly stopped him, "Give me a reason, I can't explain it to you."

Although Zhu Mingxu is a senior executive of Zhimei Company, he still has to follow the procedures. The agreed time has to be postponed. There must be an excuse.

Jiang Huai paused, and continued walking two seconds later, without turning his head, he said: "I don't want the fee for this appearance, you can make up the reason."

Zhu Mingxu stared blankly at Jiang Huai's back until he was awakened by the sound of the door closing.

In the next moment, a fox-like triumphant smile appeared on his face, "Hmm, it looks like I'm going to make a lot of money this time~"

As a quasi-first-line existence in the entertainment industry, Jianghuai is also crowned with the title of actor. The cost of one appearance is at least tens of millions, and now he gave up for an idol of the MIX group.

Zhu Mingxu felt that his brother was now King Zhou of the Shang Dynasty, and he was seduced by the vixen Ji Xianwu.

Jinwu Zangjiao, still on this kind of set with many eyes and ears, tsk tsk, there is a knife on the head of Sezi.

Zhu Mingxu laughed twice, and found an excuse to deal with those high-level officials.

Ji Xianwu woke up an hour later.

He opened his eyes and saw a strange room in front of him. He was wondering where it was, when he heard a low, teasing voice:

"Little fan, did you sleep well?"